[Lawtan]

"Uh-huh."
"Yes, sir, I have reason to believe it is possible."
"...I sent you a picture of the handwriting, and the other images."
"You think so?"
"Very well. Good luck, sir."

Petra disliked her skeptical boss - a doughnut-eating fellow if ever she knew one - but still, he was reliable at finding the people she needed, and his advice rang true. Following his hunch, Petra brought up the security camera for the coffee shop. Again, Petra paled. People stood in three lines of...many, along with a few full tables. It was the start of rush hour. If a bomb went off...

Petra needed to keep all those people in there for 30 minutes while other authorities tried to trace the note. Briefly, she considered advising her superior that only a select group was able to enter the surveillance area, but dismissed the idea. He already knew.

Donning on civilian clothing, Petra grabbed her Samsung and left the white-grey recording room.